Any words that escaped me would be unlikely to get past the profanity filter, other than to congratulate the genbtlemen involved on their commendable restraint in dealing with Walt Lackwit the Oxygen Bandit.

Had an uncle who claimed to be in SF in Viet Nam. My aunt, who had divorced him years earlier, had to bite her tongue during his brothers eulogy of him at the funeral. His own family bought it. (they lived in Atlanta during the time he claimed to serve)

Sad dude, was an alcoholic with a daughter from a marriage before he meet my aunt who he barely knew.